Cernan was the first to jump to his feet and practically sprint to her. He crashed into her forelegs, twisting his chubby body around her wailing and sobbing absolutely terrified. She nuzzled him murmuring quiet reassurances that everything was alright , that she wouldn’t let it ever happen again. Her mismatched gaze turned on the bodies of the geese as Neha bounded over, jumping up to balance herself on the woman’s chest and explain what had happened. She gave her only daughter a swipe over the ear with her tongue, blinking in surprise as just as quick as she’d come she was off again to part on another adventure. Truly she was the spirit of the youngsters, and she reminded her so much of herself at her age that a gentle smile tugged at her maw.

The Queen of the Lake’s attention turned to Nathaniel as he suggested that she give her daughter a look over at some point in time, and her smile turned into a small frown, headed turning in the direction that her child had gone. She hadn’t seen any immediate damage on her, but it was always best to check. A nod bobbed her head, ”Yes, that is likely a good idea. Thank you again Nathaniel, I do not even want to think of what might have happened if you had not been here. These swans can be vicious. If you would pass the word, I would like to let everyone know that if they see any of them around they should be killed. I will not have fowl running amuck in our territory,” she said, looking disdainfully at the corpses. She was in charge of these lands, not them.

But, what was done was done. They would provide good meat for the caches and their feathers good bedding for the den. Bended her head she nuzzled her boy, “Cernan, darling, if you want to go with Neha you can. If not Nathaniel and I are going to take the Swans to the den and pluck the feathers. You can help if you like,” she said gently, offering him another kiss. She looked up at the man, “As long as that is alright with you,” she said, the corners of her blackened lips turning up in her usual smile. The Star Dancer moved to pick up the body by its long neck, pausing to see what her son would do before continuing to the communal den.

Exit.